Monday, 9 May 2016
Saturday, 19 March 2016
Shall Rise and Shine
Pious land made be ancestors through sacrifices to flourish,
Not to be crushed, innocent flowers
Mum blood scattered everywhere, in sobs and trifles
Awaiting eyes for justice, glimpses of mops, irreparable loss!
You brutal animals, devoid of feelings
Snatch the dreams, destroyed the flowers in minutes
Which bereaved grew in years
Prayers for pure souls, condemn for barbaric
But we united in this blood-fude can't be defeated by you
For you subjects to destruction will be doomed by us
And you will see that again
We shall rise and shine!
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